Lonnie Hicks - A Hand Ring

'I can fashion with my hands, ' he said
an empty space
with which I can then shape
a shape
that is round
and reminds
me of you and I.

A swift
swooping move
draws your smile
mid-air;
a wavy motion
elicits memories of us
spooning on moonlit nights.

I draw an oval
within which we
are framed-
our love-lined photograph.

I can take your hands
and place them in mine
slipping on your finger
a ring
hoping on forever.

You say yes
and my hands
flutter
a happy
quivering-
clasping yours
to steady them-
and my happy heart
is now covered with
yet another
happy hand
smiling;
yours-
the one with the ring.

Lonnie Hicks

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